going over my recent tastes in music, i can’t help but wonder if this is proper me, like i just don’t like the sound of human voices anymore. i used to love photographs of drowning, not floating, but drowning, only not anymore because water is heavy. and the body is heavier or else it wouldn’t sink continuously, you know, to the bottom of the ocean. i think i want to die floating in space. up there, i don’t care if all i do is disintegrate.